Occasionally, during the 45 minute display I leaned out of my balcony, gazed up and over the art nouveau buildings etched in wrought iron and down the cobblestoned lane, but I didn't feel tempted to go outside and join the spectacle. My senses and soul are content and satisfied; and this feeling reminded me of New Years Eve at Rosebud, when we were content sitting indoors watching the Sex and the City Movie II, as the fireworks blazed and outdoors on the foreshore.
